This is a song about "Tribe"

On some rakim, tribe, big, kane, pun, em, and pac shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Right in the jungle with a tribe of my hustlers

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

I'll swarm on your poor ass like the tribe goin' on award tour

Unstable motherfuckers,where else can you get a lapdance from an e.b.t card under the table

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

That's why i never claimed i was the best